"Well, it's a funny girl." Perhaps because of his good mood, Shangguan Ye's tone was also a lot lighter.

Murong Qiufeng heard a different taste, frowned slightly, felt that the air was a little stuffy, couldn't help but open the car window, looked outside, and asked casually, "Do you like her?" ”

The corners of Shangguan Ye's mouth curled even more, and his eyes were full of sparkling smiles, "Beautiful, talented, smart, and indeed likable, but her personality is not suitable for me, she is too active and pretentious." ”

Murong Qiufeng suddenly felt that the air was a little clearer, and he also felt a little cold, so he couldn't help but close the window, but he missed the white figure that came quickly in the distance.

"You...... What kind of personality do you think suits you? Murong Qiufeng asked with some curiosity, what kind of personality would a person like Shangguan Ye like, the same as him?

Shangguan Ye didn't answer, just looked at him deeply, then chuckled lowly, and then laughed out loud, as if he was laughing heartily.

Murong Qiufeng looked at him smiling like this, not thinking that what he asked was funny, a little inexplicable and a little embarrassed.

Youxiang, who was sitting outside, naturally listened to the words in the carriage, and couldn't help but smile helplessly at this moment, this Murong Qiufeng was sometimes sensitive and shrewd, and sometimes he was really speechless.

In the midst of laughter, the carriage finally stopped, and several people entered the palace one after another, and Murong Qiufeng did not get an answer from Shangguan Ye in the end.

However, he just asked casually, and didn't care much, on the contrary, seeing Shangguan Ye smiling so happily, his mood seemed to be a lot better, the haze of the past few days was swept away, the estrangement between the two disappeared, and the whole person relaxed.

And at this moment on the quiet street, the fast horse galloped forward, and immediately a white figure was like a fairy in the night, and like a gust of wind, the horse quickly stopped in a mansion, and its limbs twirled on the stone slab.

The person on the horse tugged on the reins and looked up at the plaque 'Xiangfu' on it, the smile on the corner of the white-clothed man's mouth deepened a little, and his eyes were full of anticipation and longing.

The fog is hazy, and the smell of green herbs fills the room, which is so strong and pungent that it makes people dizzy.

The large tub was filled with black potions, which were gently tumbling, and thick smoke was flying like boiling water.

Murong Qiufeng tilted his head slightly, sweat dripped into the potion drop by drop along his thin jaw, his closed eyes trembled slightly, and his eyebrows were tightly pinched, obviously in pain.

Youxiang was also uncomfortable, pursed his lips, sweat was on his forehead, and the golden needles in his hands fell neatly on his acupoints.

At some point, the door was gently pushed open, and a figure appeared in the room, looking at the person in the bathtub, frowning slightly, and his eyes were full of pity.

After a long while, Yuxiang finally withdrew the golden needle, and then the sound of bones rubbing was heard.

Murong Qiufeng gritted his teeth, but he still couldn't help but snort.

Youxiang looked at Murong Qiufeng, who was in pain, and a soft color flashed in his eyes, and he was about to help him press his muscles to unblock his nerves, but his wrist was grabbed.

She was startled and turned her head, only to see Shangguan Ye looking at Murong Qiufeng with a soft expression.

Shangguan Ye raised his hand gently.

Youxiang hurriedly lowered her head, pursed her lips, put away her things, pushed them out, and closed the door with her hand.

Shangguan stretched out his hand, took off his coat, leaving only the white undershirt, rolled up his sleeves, reached out and gently pressed on his shoulder, kneading gently, and carefully dredged every tendon.

Murong Qiufeng grabbed the edge of the bath bucket with both hands, his body trembled slightly, the sound of his bones became clearer and clearer, and the bath bucket was grabbed and gurgled.

Shangguan Ye was stunned, suddenly turned over and entered the bathtub, and then took him in his arms, and pressed his limbs under the water lightly and heavily.

Fortunately, the tub is big enough, and the two of them are not crowded together.

However, Murong Qiufeng didn't drink alcohol this time after all, plus the pain, the person was completely awake, and at first he thought it was Youxiang, but when there was suddenly one more person in the bath tub, he was startled, opened his eyes, turned his head, and saw Shangguan Ye looking at him deeply, his eyes were full of distress and apology.

"You ......"

"Close your eyes, bite me if it hurts, it'll be over soon." Shangguan Ye raised his hand, gently covered his eyes, pressed his head against his shoulder socket, and then continued to massage him with his hand.

Murong Qiufeng's body trembled, and he twitched slightly, maybe because of the pain, maybe because of something, he didn't refuse, buried his head in Shangguan Ye's shoulder, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and felt the tenderness of this person, which seemed to make the pain slowly ease a lot.

Maybe I was too tired, or maybe I was reluctant to leave this warmth, this reassuring reliance, and unconsciously, I fell asleep.

Shangguan Ye carefully helped him wash his body, put him on the bed, turned over and slept beside him, took the person into his arms, gently dropped a kiss on the pale face, gently stroked the folds at the center of the eyebrows, and said steadily, "Sleep, just wake up." ”

Murong Qiufeng, who was sleeping in his sleep, seemed to have a sense, turned sideways, leaned close to the warm body, and slept peacefully.

There was a bit of itching on his face, as if something soft was sliding gently, Murong Qiufeng frowned, opened his eyes, stroked his face with his hand, and started with a fluffy soft touch, turned his head sideways, and was facing the round black eyes, and was stunned for a moment.

The little wolf seemed to be happy to finally wake up the man, and happily arched into his shoulder socket and rubbed it affectionately.

Murong Qiufeng hurriedly sat up, and the little thing on his shoulder also rolled onto the quilt, and then twisted his round and soft body, and whimpered into Murong Qiufeng's arms.

Murong Qiufeng hugged the little guy, a little surprised, "Hehe, I haven't seen you for a long time, little guy, it seems that he has grown up a lot." ”

Since the little wolf was taken away by Shangguan Ye that time, it happened to meet their next cold war, this little guy has been staying with Shangguan Ye, I haven't seen him for a long time, I really miss it, seeing that the little guy is in good spirits, it seems that he has been taken care of quite well.

The little guy flicked his little fluffy tail and whined at him, as if a wronged child had gone home to talk to his parents.

Murong Qiufeng hugged it, and suddenly found that something was wrong, this room, some familiar, and some unfamiliar, isn't it Shangguan Ye's room, looking at the knife on the wall, sure enough, how could he be in Shangguan Ye's room.

He remembers that last night......

His face suddenly burned like fire, obviously remembering what happened last night, and then he frowned, a little helpless, and gently touched the little guy in his arms, "You say, why is he?" ”

"Why?" A mocking figure sounded.

Murong Qiufeng was startled, and when he turned around, he saw Youxiang holding something and smiling narrowly.

Murong Qiufeng coughed, lifted the quilt and got out of bed with the little thing in his arms.

The days seem to be back to the past, but there are some subtle changes, but they are all kinds of tastes, tacitly understood.

After resting for three days, Murong Qiufeng began to follow this Shangguan Ye into the palace to deal with the government affairs.